Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Su Bai remained silent, looking at Mo Xuan who raised his head, and that line of handwriting was deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind.

"The master of Dayun, the ancestor of the Nine Passes...the master of Jianxin Temple...the disciple Yun Mi will remain in the calendar of King Dayun for thirty-six thousand years."

"Disciple, Yun Mi..."

"These words were left to me by him..."

Su Bai muttered to himself, and had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

This sentence may have been conveyed to him through the mouth of Mo Xuan, the fragments of his soul that he had scattered before.

As his mind moved, deep in his soul, the sin-cleansing cauldron suddenly shone brightly, and an incomparably huge amount of merit poured down crazily like a surging river.

Pour it into your heart.

It also poured into that line of text.

hum!

There seemed to be a dull sound coming from far away in time and space, exploding in my heart.

Then, various pictures slowly unfolded in his mind.

A breath of time arrives in an instant, heavy and desolate.

He is consuming merit points and deducing the past scenes!

Immediately afterwards, Su Bai looked intently and saw that in the unfolding picture, the mountains and rivers merged, the air flow roared, and the dark clouds rolled in, just like an excellent landscape painting.

High in the sky, the sky is clear, and there is no light or heat outside the nine-round sun.

The bright golden light spreads over the boundless land.

The vegetation is facing the sun, everything is flourishing and full of vitality.

But below, among the mountains covered with clouds and mist, there are places where light cannot shine.

In a place where shadows flow, and there is no bright mountain top, there is a small Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple was very small, only on the top of the mountain, occupying a very small area.

It is in the shadows and seems not to be exposed to the sun all year round. However, there is an extremely large tea tree towering into the clouds.

That tea tree grew extremely tall, with a crown like an umbrella, covering the entire Taoist temple.

"That is……"

Su Bai's mind moved and he looked far away. While the merit points were being consumed, he saw the Taoist temple and the tea tree.

Naturally, I also saw the old Taoist in white robes, who was sitting quietly and sipping tea under the tea tree. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but his figure was shrouded in the clouds and mist.

Mountain peaks, white-robed Taoists, tea trees.

This scene is like an extremely peaceful landscape painting, but there is an indescribable Tao Yuan flowing out of it.

Click!

At a certain moment, there seemed to be a flash of thunder, and the picture displayed in the scroll suddenly changed.

There seemed to be endless flames, suddenly blooming from all directions in the world!

Su Bai's mind moved and he immediately looked at it intently.

That is a magnificent battlefield scene!

On many continents, groups of monsters screamed, and among the sea of ​​clouds, many powerful men looked up to the sky and howled!

The endless flames of war started from Beicangzhou and went all the way through the Nine Heavens to the Heaven Beyond the Heavens.

There was a giant beating his chest, raising his arms and roaring, looking up to the sky and roaring, pointing directly at the divine court of heaven and earth!

There are also giant demons, roaring ferociously, and with just one stick held up to the sky, they dispersed endless air waves and flattened endless smoke clouds.

A troll stood on the ground, and when it stood up again, it lifted up the entire sacred mountain of Sumeru.

There are also five colors intertwined, pressing across the heaven and earth. It looks like a precious fan. As it shakes, the starry sky trembles.

All the gods in the nine heavens are falling like rain!

……

This is a horrific war sweeping the world!

Among them are humans, demons, demons, Buddhas, gods...

There was also the old man in white robe who stood up holding a tree and roared to the sky!

Click!

However, at a certain moment, the world in the picture suddenly dimmed for a moment.

Then, there was a colorful light, blooming with endless brilliance!

A small tree of seven colors, the size of an arm, as crystal clear as jade, with young branches growing out of it, came from nowhere.

Stepped into the battlefield!

That small tree was extremely small, but its color was extremely bright. The moment it appeared, it triggered a riot on the entire battlefield!

There was a big demon with a shocked look on his face, but he was furious and roared, waving his sword and charging into the sky.

Then, he was brushed by the small tree and disappeared into the world in an instant.

Boom!

Su Bai wanted to watch it again, but suddenly there was a thunderous explosion in his heart. The picture suddenly trembled and was torn apart by an invisible force!

And that final glimpse.

He could see very clearly that a small tree surrounded by seven colors fell from the sky.

Slowly, yet irresistibly.

Swipe down the roaring giant with a gun!

The ferocious monster wielding a stick and swinging across the sky was wiped out!

Also wiped out was the ancient bull demon that climbed over Mount Sumeru!

He even glanced at the huge peacock with wings spread in five colors and howling loudly.

And the old man in white robe who also came to kill with a tree!

This tree is so powerful that it seems to be able to wipe out everything in the world!

……

Although the battle was extremely short, it caused great trauma to Mucheng.

After a brief exchange, Mo Xuan said goodbye and led a few subordinates to repair the streets and houses that were destroyed after the war.

"Tao, fellow Taoist..."

Facing Su Bai again, Tu San's expression became even more unnatural.

He never imagined that the young man in white robe that he misunderstood would be the one who saved him!

"Hello, Master!"

After this incident, the little green bamboo demon began to trust Su Bai more and more, and jumped into Su Bai's arms.

"you're good too."

Reaching out and caressing the jade-like body of this little green bamboo demon, Su Bai smiled slightly.

This little green bamboo demon, because it was born in the eyes of the big demon's tomb, opened up its spiritual intelligence. It was transferred to Dragon Claw Mountain by Na Tu San, and then landed in another place, where the big demon's seal was missing.

Two places in succession are related to the great demon.

How could this be a coincidence?

All kinds of things are probably also affected by his huge luck.

Even in the previous battle, Tu San himself was in a huge crisis, but this little green bamboo head, ignorant and ignorant, was not hurt at all.

Even if Tu San died in the battle, this little guy would not be affected.

The mystery of luck lies in this.

It may not seem obvious, but in fact, it is real.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm ready to leave."

Tu San calmed down the complicated emotions in his heart, then sighed and said: "I can't stay here for long."

Naturally, he felt reluctant to give up.

This wooden city was the place where he had worked hard for more than a hundred years, but no matter how reluctant he was to let it go, he had no choice.

After being discovered by outside monks one after another, he no longer had confidence in the concealment of the terrain here.

This time, he dodged.

But what about next time? Do you still have to expect others to save it?

"Leaving is of course the right thing to do."

Su Bai nodded in agreement.

This free demon is not too stupid after all, and has given up on this wooden city.

"I hope fellow Taoists can properly resettle the people in this city...Although they are refugees, they..."

Tu San said, his eyes a little red.

He originally thought of using this city to practice what he had learned and thought, but after more than a hundred years of getting along with him, how could he not have feelings for him?

"and many more!"

Mu Yunyang appeared out of nowhere. Hearing these words, he became very angry: "What does this have to do with us?"

"Master, you must not agree!"

He had a headache and was afraid of his own master, so he agreed.

This wooden city is not big, but it has nearly 100,000 people!

One hundred thousand people didn't seem to be many at first glance, but Chen Qianyu seemed to be able to crush him to death with just one kick.

But it would be too difficult to resettle the people in this city.

Let’s not talk about the problem of traveling in the mountains, just find another city to accept them, and the subsequent resettlement issues, etc.

Just thinking about it for a moment made Mu Yunyang feel very overwhelmed.

He is the internal affairs manager of Xuantianmen, so there is no need to think too much about these things.

As long as you agree, there will be endless trouble!

"you……"

Tu San wanted to refute, but he still kept his mouth shut.

After all, he can be considered as forcing someone to do something difficult.

He had nothing to say about this.

"Master, it would be easy if we just find a place for these refugees to stay."

"However, the reason why they became refugees is because they cannot survive in the city..."

Mu Yunyang's expression slowed down, and he smiled bitterly and said: "We still have a lot to do."

"Why don't we let the commanders of the town army do this?"

"Why move?"

Su Bai naturally knew the thoughts of one person and one monster very well, but he didn't want to say anything more. He just waved his hand and asked them all to go out.

He already had an idea in his mind about this city.

Just because Tusan can't protect the people in this city doesn't mean that others can't be protected either.

For example, there is one person in this city who can.

Mu Yunyang hesitated to speak, but quickly retreated.

Su Bai still sat cross-legged in the courtyard, his heart rising and falling.

All kinds of pictures couldn't stop flashing in his mind.

The multi-treasure tree... the five-color divine light... the battle to defeat the sky...

And, the old Taoist in white robe sitting under the tea tree on the top of the mountain.

No confirmation is required.

Even if he couldn't sense it at all, Su Bai could still tell the slightest breath in the picture.

That old man in white robe is himself.

In other words, it is a scattered incarnation of his soul.

It’s just that battle back then.

Naturally, his soul incarnation also failed...

"The wonderful tree of many treasures..."

Su Bai exhaled a deep breath and stared into the distance, above the dawn light, at the nine rising suns.

The incarnation of his spiritual mind possesses all the memories, all magical powers, and all the techniques he once had, except for the Sin-Cleaning Cauldron, which is almost as if he had done it himself.

Unfortunately, he still failed.

If he were to go there in person now, he would be in trouble as well.

All we can say is that the water in the Nine Immortals Realm is too deep.

In other words, the strength and foundation of the so-called Nine Immortals are unimaginable!

hum!

In his mind, Su Bai was sorting out the battle scenes he had just spied.

"What is it that blocks my peek..."

Then, Su Bai frowned and muttered to himself, unable to calm down for a while.

There is a lot of information contained in this text, although there are also many breaks and missing places.

But it was enough for him to glean a lot of information from it.

He also knew very well that this text must have been left to him personally by the disciple who called himself Yun Mi.

The reason for the sudden stop was not because the man was trying to be mysterious, but because there was an unspeakable mysterious force that blocked his prying eyes.

In other words, that period of time was indeed sealed by humans.

In fact, it has been completely stripped away from heaven and earth by means of others!

Even the incarnation of his soul conveyed some information to him in this way.

More than half of them were completely cut off.

And this method of cutting off time is not something that the so-called emperor-level practitioners can do.

There is a high probability that it involves the Nine Immortals in this world.

There was something subtle in Su Bai's heart, because until this moment, he had never sensed the location of the other fragments of the soul.

The mind is infinite, but human power has its limits.

The true method of infinite incarnation is a terrifying magical power that he cannot master at this time.

For example, at this time, he was unable to create an incarnation whose character, thoughts, and cognition were completely different from his own.

There are bound to be similarities.

But the broken soul is different.

Because of the different time and space, it is indeed possible for some soul fragments to give birth to true self-thinking over a long period of time.

In this way, it makes sense that he cannot sense other soul fragments.

Perhaps those soul fragments have given birth to self-awareness and thus chose to hide themselves.

No one can guarantee this.

"To be able to cut off time and completely erase a piece of information from heaven and earth, the person behind the scenes must be one of the Nine Immortals."

"Even more than one of the Nine Immortals..."

"Even the world itself has no memory of that period of time..."

Su Bai thought in his mind and frowned.

(End of this chapter)